One particular bunch of guys was giving her the up and down, and she gave them a profile. Fun, and a little hot, too. It seemed to have an effect: one...of them ditched his pals and wandered closer, a smile on his face. He looked vaguely familiar, but it wasn't one of her old classmates. Maybe a bit younger than she was, but she couldn't quite place him-"Heather," he said in greeting. "Steve Jensen." Hi." The name was familiar, but not the context."I was a year behind you. Fletcher's class."Then. Anne Marie was bucking and yelping and begging John to spread her pussy open. He reached over and poured some of the lube on her ass and then he got up on his knees and rested his cock in the crack of her ass. She kept thrusting her ass up against him trying to get that cock inside her, but John wouldnt stop teasing her. He continuously slid his cock from the top of her ass to her clit until she came for a second time. As my wife was cumming, John leaned back and said to me You are one lucky. "In truth, she was worth looking at. She was in her late-twenties or very early thirties, long auburn hair, and a very pretty face. From seeing her around the neighbourhood in shorts and t-shirts, and her workout gear, I knew she had very nice legs and a tight ass, as well as fairly large breasts. I had spoken to her on a few occasions, and had bumped into her at the grocery store a few times, so we knew each other slightly, a "nodding acquaintance" as it were. Today she was wearing shorts and. AJ stayed right where she was until she saw Olivia draw her legs up under the sheet. AJ saw movement and then heard Olivia’s response as her hands evidently came down between her legs. AJ stayed quiet and moved to the empty side of the bed. She sat her bag down out of the way, gripped the blindfold in her hand, and slid across the bed. As Olivia started to turn toward her and lean up off the bed, AJ wrapped a hand around her mouth and slid behind her back. “Not a sound,” AJ whispered as she.